People Care

This is written about the poor 'Little Ones' who suffers or suffered
physical, emotional or carnal abuse at the hands of the ones who love them.

People Care

Where are the little ones
Born with hope and dreams;
Crushed and shattered --
Abused to the extreme

They are still among us
Walking near our sides.
We really don't know them
As they’ve hidden inside.

Their abuse was so horrible--
No one replied to their screams
They became another person
In a world of shattered dreams.

These poor little darlings
Relive their horrible cries.
They’ll never forget the abuse
As their hope and dreams died.

Please take the time to listen
To the pain they want to share.
Help heal their broken spirit
Show them 'people care.'



Gifted by:
undocked22
With thanks.


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